Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Rosemary followed the butler to the front room and saw a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the living room with a majestic face and a pair of gleaming eyes staring straight ahead.

"Your Lordship this is Miss Harris." The butler bowed deeply and said respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Hello, Old Mr. Scott." Rosemary nodded slightly and gave a polite shout.

"Make an offer!" Steven Scott gave Rosemary a disdainful look and spoke in an icy tone.

"What does Old Mr. Scott mean by this?" Looking at the old man in front of him, Rosemary asked with sconfusion.

"I am Timothy's father, and Timothy is the future successor to The Scott Family, and his wife must be worthy of his status and able to help him in his career, not something that an unworthy woman like you would be above." Steven Scott's words, Rosemary's little face changed, looking at Steven Scott's eyes from just the respectful intention into disdain. When she heard Timothy's story about his elder brother, she guessed that his father was a stubborn old man, but what she didn't expect was that the head of The Scott Family of the Empire would be such an uncultivated person, and at this moment, she really regretted letting them pick up Bentaley.

"Mr. The Scott Family, please speak with respect." Rosemary looked at him with a cold look in her eyes, and her tone had long since lost the politeness she had just felt.

Good upbringing and quality taught her how to behave, but not everyone deserves to win her respect, like Steven Scott, even though he is the richest man in the Empire, but from the the said that, he is not as good as a beggar on the road in Rosemary's heart.

At least the beggar still knows what is called respect, while the man in front of him does not even know the word respect.

No sooner had Rosemary's words left her mouth than she heard Loren scold with a warning tone, "How dare you, who are you to talk to my eldest uncle like that?" "What are you I think Mr. Scott should go back and ask your parents, and, no matter what you are or who you are, please show a little respect and be more virtuous for your children and grandchildren." "Aren't you afraid I'll make it impossible for you to get along in the imperial capital?" Steven Scott, who was sitting in the main seat, said coldly.

Rosemary raised her eyes and met Steven Scott's eyes without timidity, her tone still cold: "You're right, you do have it in The Scott Family, but what do you think would happen if I released what you talked toabout today? The Scott Family is a model for the upper class circle with good quality upbringing, if they know that the proud God in their hearts is this kind of unqualified upbringing, I do not know how many people will instantly fall down.

"You go ahead and try?" Steven Scott did not take Rosemary's threat seriously, yet Rosemary could not help but laugh at his words, "Mr. The Scott Family, I really don't know where you get the confidence to say I wouldn't dare, sometimes I even feel sorry for people like you, who never trust anyone, even their own I don't even believe in my own son." "You are unbridled, who are you to judgeabout The Scott Family, aren't you afraid that I will sue you for slander and make you spend your life in jail?" "Why not, is it only permitted for the officials of the week to set fire to the people and not to light a lamp?" Rosemary looked at the annoyed Steven Scott and said shamefully, "If The Scott Family just defies everything by virtue of their position, I believe The Scott Family will soon go downhill." "I see that you are not seeing the coffin, like you, a woman who is not trivial, even if she dies, she will be like a wild cat or a wild dog on the road, and will not attract anyone's attention." With these words, Steven Scott beckoned, and two black-clad men poured out from either side, holding Rosemary down without saying a word.

Only before Rosemary had a chance to speak, the two black men holding her were already down on the ground.

"Mr. The Scott Family, what do you mean by that, since when did it becyour turn to do something about my Wilson's woman?" Wilson shielded Rosemary behind him, his tone as cold as the cold wind blowing from the North Pole, making it unbearable to look at.

Steven Scott looked at the young nan in front of him, although his ag ind his son is about the ssize, out the aura is more powerful than is own, just standing there has nvariably given a pressure, he has een across the mall for decades, in fetdition to him, he is the second he as seen. ;w"Your woman?" Steven Scott sharp eyes to the side of Timothy, only to see his expressionless is staring at himself and finally slowly said a sentence "you really do not break the reception want to forceto die, it seems that the big brother thing you did not learn any lessons, perhaps in your eyes see only yourself forever. Even the last hope in this moment because Steven Scott's appearance has disappeared, perhaps from the beginning he should not have other hopes for him.

"Mr. The Scott Family, please cback after you have investigated the matter clearly, what you just said has seriously defamed my wife's honor and reputation, I will send the lawyer's letter in three days, sometimes you can talk to my lawyer." As soon as Wilson shielded Rosemary, he looked down at her with an apologetic face and said, "I'm sorry for putting you through this." Rosemary shook her head, then looked at Timothy and said, "Timothy, thank you for saving my life, and if you need anything in the future, just cto FC City and look for me." "Rosemary, I'm sorry! I made you laugh." He was not thinking that he had just left, Loren cwith his own father on the back foot, fortunately Rosemary is okay, otherwise she really does not know how to explain to Adrian.

Rosemary shook her head and said with a smile, "I've been wrong about that too." However, at this moment, she can truly understand why when talking about Bentaley, his face will appear that painful expression. Wilson wrapped Rosemary tightly in his arms and nodded slightly to Timothy, saying, "A big thank you, if you need any help in the future, just ask." "Don't worry, I will." Doyle walked up to Rosemary and said to her respectfully, "Missy, His Excellency askedand my aunt to cand take you home." Steven Scott, sitting in the main seat, heard Doyle call Rosemary Missy, his face changed slightly, did not expect the woman in front of him, whom he said was not a trifle, was The Bernard Family Missy.